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She's blood, flesh and bone, no tucks or silicone,
A F#m E D A F#m E D
she's touch smell, sight, taste and sound,
E D A
But somehow I can't believe, that anything should happen,
E D F#m E
I know where I belong, and nothing's gonna happen, yea, yea,
Chorus:
Hm D A E
Cause she's so high--,high above me,she's so lovely,
Hm D A E Hm D
she's so high--,like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Afrodie--ty,
A E Hm D, D
dooo--da---dooo-da---dooo, she's so high--, high above me,
A F#m E D A F#m E D
2. First class and fancy free, she's high society
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She's got the best of everything,
E D A F#m E D
What could a guy like me, ever really offer? (little solo embelishment)
E D F#m E
She's perfect as she can be, why should I even bother--ah--ha--
Chorus than the solo
Solo
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3. She comes to speak to me, I freeze immediately,
Cause what she says sounds so unreal,
Cause somehow I can't believe, that anything should happen,
E D
I know where I belong, and nothin's gonna happen yea, yea, yea, yea
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